and, one more for the road

lullaby

I was up tonight, you
on top of me
the steady in and out
of your breathing
pressing down.

The stars were out in full force.
I watched them, and
you. Watched as you tugged at
the blanket, leaving me with less
and less.

Only, you didn’t watch
back. And, you always tell me to
ease in, but
I don’t believe in moderation.

So I watched. I am not so arrogant
as to think that
you should think only of me,

but, you should

at least occasionally, maybe
while you
sleep.

Stay with me, wide eyed and
insomniac. I don’t smile much these days.
Maybe its just lack of sleep, but
I’m taking that as a sign
of something.